I love my cousin. So much.
So, my cousin is like, four or five years old. And he's adorable.
Well, I got home around 15 minutes ago, and went back to frighten the pants off of my ten year old brother. Alas, he was gone! I went up the hall, and asked my father where he was. They had gone to my aunt's house, because apparently, my cousin had a new friend. I marveled, 'wow, a new friend?' and then stopped myself - asking my father who it was: Batman or Spiderman, this time?
He said, nope, it was someone else; someone named Jonah. I was surprised! The child was playing with someone he wasn't related to? Shock. So then my mother comes to the front room, and I asked her who his friend was.
...Jonah is a blue bag. That sleeps in a dresser drawer.
I laughed forever.
Well, I got home around 15 minutes ago, and went back to frighten the pants off of my ten year old brother. Alas, he was gone! I went up the hall, and asked my father where he was. They had gone to my aunt's house, because apparently, my cousin had a new friend. I marveled, 'wow, a new friend?' and then stopped myself - asking my father who it was: Batman or Spiderman, this time?
He said, nope, it was someone else; someone named Jonah. I was surprised! The child was playing with someone he wasn't related to? Shock. So then my mother comes to the front room, and I asked her who his friend was.
...Jonah is a blue bag. That sleeps in a dresser drawer.
I laughed forever.